The next morning, Lantana let out a loud yawn with her mouth wide open. She had a sudden remembrance of what she was told last night about the egg being hatched. She jumped out of her bed and immediately went downstairs.

"I wanna see it! I wanna see it!" she exclaimed in excitement. She dashed into the living room, seeing her mother on the couch holding the baby changeling in her arms. "Is that it mommy?! Is that the baby that came from the egg?!"

"Shhhhh… The baby's still sleeping." Fluttershy whispered. "She hasn't opened her eyes yet."

Lantana climbed up on the couch and sat next to Fluttershy, getting a closer look at the baby. She first noticed that it had a strange look to its physical appearance. "Soooo… is she a pony or a bug?"

"You could say she's both." her mother replied. "She's what you would call a changeling."

"What's a changeling?"

"A changeling is a strange species of ponies that look like bugs." Fluttershy brought the baby closer to Lantana. She carefully turned the changeling over to show her insect wings. "You see these? These are how you can tell that she is a changeling, as well as her black body that looks to be thick skin."

Lantana gently touched the skin of the baby with her hoof, pulling it back the moment she touched it. "It feels more soft than thick…" she implied.

"Changeling's skin probably gets thicker when they get older and bigger." Fluttershy turned the baby changeling over with its back over her arms.

"Can I hold her?"

"Sure, but just be careful and always keep your arm under her head." Fluttershy carefully gave the baby to Lantana.

The changeling continued to sleep in Lantana's arms. "Awwwww… she's so cute."

Fluttershy giggled. "Yes she is."

"Are you going to give her a name?"

"A name? Oh my… I haven't really thought of that. Give me a minute." Fluttershy placed her hoof under her chin and made a thinking face with her eyes squinting and her lips puckered. "A name… a name… Ooh! I think I know a good one. How about Pupa?"

Lantana tilted her head in confusion. "Pupa? What kind of name is that?"

"Well, since a changeling is part insect, and some insects turn into their final stages from resting in a pupa or a cocoon, I think that would be a perfect name for her."

Lantana shrugged. "I guess that name's okay." She took a look around the living room. She could not hear any other set of hooves stepping around the house. "Where's daddy?"

Fluttershy giggled and kissed her daughter's cheek. "On his daily patrol in Ponyville." she replied. "He won't be back until early evening."

"I somehow always forget that…" Lantana felt a small squirm in her arms. Looking down, she saw that Pupa was possibly waking up at last.

Pupa opened her solid aqua eyes for the first time since hatching from the egg. Her vision was blurry, but it was slowly getting clearer and clearer. The first thing she saw was a young yellow pony with blonde hair and green eyes. Her lips began to tremble, her eyes were closed tight, and started to let out a soft cry.

Lantana's heart began to race, never learning how to calm a crying baby. Her arms moved out of place as Pupa squirmed in somewhat of a fuss.

"Mommy…! Please help me…!"

Fluttershy quickly took over the situation, allowing Pupa to cry in her arms. "Awwww, what is it that you're crying for, little Pupa?" she asked the young changeling.

Pupa continued to let out her first cry, but was paused by a tiny growl coming from her little tummy.

"I think I see what the problem is." Fluttershy carefully carried her into the kitchen with Lantana following. "Lantana, could you please bring some baby food from the bottom cupboard?"

Lantana wasted no time. She rushed to the bottom cupboards, opening them and searching for any trace of baby food inside. She even had to push herself inside to look for it.

Meanwhile, Pupa continued to cry out of hunger. Fluttershy grew worried that there might be no more of the mushy food she fed Lantana when she was an infant. She carefully placed Pupa on the table. "Oh please don't cry…" she said, stroking the changeling's little head. "I'm certain we have something that might fill that tummy of yours…"

"Aha!" Lantana exclaimed. "I found some!" She pulled a few jars of baby food, containing mushed up carrots, peas, and bananas. She quickly brought them over to the table.

Fluttershy opened the jar of banana and scooped some up with a small plastic spoon that she used to feed Lantana with. She moved it towards Pupa slowly.

Pupa's crying became quiet when she started smelling a sweet aroma coming from the spoon. Her nose moved towards the spoon in a suspense that made Fluttershy start to form a wide smile with her pupils expanding. She sniffed the mushy food once then retracted with a shriveled nose and sticking her tongue out in disgust.

Fluttershy's hopes came to a sudden halt. She moved the spoon closer to Pupa, only to see her trying to avoid eating it with small sounds of struggle. "Oh please won't you try it?" she asked. Pupa still wouldn't cooperate. She soon started to cry again. This time, it was getting louder. Even the animals around her started to flee from the dreadful sounds. Fluttershy wiped the banana off the spoon and scooped it into the mushed carrot. "How about carrots? Carrots are good for your eyesight." She moved it towards Pupa's mouth, but she kept it shut, still refusing to eat. Fluttershy broke a sweat and started to breathe nervously. She wiped the carrot off and scooped the spoon into the last jar, and showed it to Pupa. "Peas…?" she asked in a breaking voice.

This time, Pupa swatted the spoon out of Fluttershy's hoof, dropping it to the floor. She cried much louder than the last two times. Loud enough for Lantana to cover her ears.

"There has to be something Pupa can eat!" Lantana shouted through the cries.

"I-I don't know…!" Fluttershy replied, breathing faster. "If she doesn't eat anything, she's going to starve…!" Her eyes began to water, and her heart was racing. She picked up Pupa and held her close to her chest. "I'm not going to give up on you yet… I'll do everything I can to give you all of the love you need…"

Pupa, as she cried more, felt warmth against Fluttershy's coat. She turned herself towards the warmth and snuggled deeper into her chest. It was not noticed that her little curved horn was glowing underneath Fluttershy's fur. Her crying started to calm down. She let out a relieved sigh and closed her eyes, falling to sleep.

Fluttershy looked down to see that Pupa had fallen asleep. Her mouth was open, but was completely speechless.

Lantana uncovered her ears and looked towards her mother and Pupa. "What happened…?" she asked in great curiosity.

"I don't know…" Fluttershy replied. "It's as if… just snuggling into me made her stop crying…"

Lantana tilted her head in confusion. "How is that possible, mommy? She was crying because she was hungry. How does snuggling into you fill her tummy?"

"I… did remember Twilight telling me something about changelings feeding on good emotions such as…" She gasped quietly as she formed a smile from a sudden thought. "Love…! That's it, Lantana…! Only love can feed her…! Oh, I'm just so glad that we figured this out in time…!"

Lantana smiled and hugged her mother tightly. "You think I could feed her with my love too?"

"Perhaps some other time, sweetie." Fluttershy replied. "But for now, let me feed her for a while."

. . .

Meanwhile in Ponyville, Yorkshire walked down the center of the street on his daily patrol. Unfortunately, his mind was still uneasy about the baby changeling that was staying with him and Fluttershy. With a lack of sleeping, he seemed a little cranky that day.

"Doesn't Fluttershy know what she's taking care of?" Yorkshire thought to himself, looking directly down at street while walking. "Why can't she listen to reason? What if that thing starts attacking the animals? What if it attacks my little girl?" He groaned in frustration and continued on.

Coming out of Sugarcube Corner was one of his comrades, Llanfair. He was another member of the Royal Knights. Ever since he arrived and moved into Ponyville, he had always been visiting the shop to purchase some candy, thanks to Pinkie Pie who showed him how wonderful candy tasted at the Gala under a decade ago. He walked out of the shop with a small sack of his favorite candy, jelly beans.

"Thank you! Come again very soon!" Pinkie Pie exclaimed happily to one of her now favorite customers.

"I will!" replied Llanfair with a muffled mouth full of jelly beans. He strolled along cheerfully, holding the bag in his mouth as he tried to identify each flavor of the 5 or 6 jelly beans that tumbled around in his mouth. "That one's... cherry, definitely cherry. And this one... maybe blueberry, maybe grape. And t- yuck, black licorice."

He stopped his tasting the jelly beans in his mouth when he noticed Yorkshire passing by. He formed a happy smile on his face and trotted over to the young knight, blind to notice that Yorkshire was not in a very good mood.

"Ey Orkvire, wazup?" asked Llanfair with his mouth still sticky with candy.

Yorkshire heard Llanfair next to him. He didn't wish to talk at the time, so he was giving no interest in the conversation.

"Nothing much..." he replied quietly.

Llanfair continued, still not seeing Yorkshire's grumpy face. The candy or the thrill to see him only blinded him more.

Llanfair reached into his bag and produced a hoof-full of jellybeans. "Vant zome?"

Yorkshire shook his head, only feeling his frustration rise. "No thanks, Llanfair. I'm not very hungry right now."

"Ok, more for me." Llanfair walked alongside Yorkshire, finally swallowing his candy beans. "So how are you and the missus?"

Yorkshire gritted his teeth. "We're... doing fine." he replied.

"Sure doesn't sound like it." Llanfair nudged Yorkshire playfully. "Did you get put in the doghouse?"

Yorkshire stomped his hoof roughly to the ground and gave Llanfair a glare in blinding anger. "NO I WASN'T!" he screamed.

As he saw a surprised and frightened look on Llanfair's face, he noticed the ponies around them had gone silent, all glancing towards the young knight who was seen as the one who broke the sound of cheerful chatter. He felt a chill crawl up his spine that he put a hoof out of line. He took a deep breath, and gently patted his friend's shoulder.

"I'm sorry..." he said in a shameful tone. "I didn't mean to scream at you. I haven't been myself lately..."

Llanfair smiled, rolling off the yell like water on a duck, a lesson he learned from hanging around Pinkie Pie so much. "You know what'll help that? A drink at the Prancing Pony. It's that new pub they just opened across town."

Yorkshire thought about it, and couldn't remember the last time he had a relaxing drink. He gave Llanfair a simple nod and followed him to the new pub.

Llanfair turned towards the pub, happy to keep Yorkshire company. "So what do you usually like to drink?"

"I'll just get an apple cider. That usually calms my nerves."

They entered the new pub, where it was quite crowded at the time. Luckily, they found a couple of empty seats at the bar. Yorkshire unstrapped his sword and put it to the side. He leaned his legs on the counter and let out another deep sigh.

Berries n' Cream, a cream-colored earth pony with a purple and red mane, walked up to the table. Noticing Yorkshire's sword, her eyes gleamed. "Oooh, two strapping stallions in uniform. What'll it be, handsomes?" She winked at them, not in a trashy way, but in a cute and harmless way.

"I'll just take an apple cider, please?" Yorkshire replied in a depressed tone.

Berries n' Cream gave Yorkshire a nod and a smile, and then turned her pretty eyes towards Llanfair. "And you, sweetie?"

"I um... I... uh..." Llanfair hid his face in the folded out menu, pretending to look at the drink list.

Berries giggled as she wrote down Yorkshire's order. "I'll come back to you in a bit, hon. And what kind of apple cider would you like, darlin'? We have Flim and Flam, Greased Lightning, Golden Foam, Firecracker, and Sweet Apple Acres."

Yorkshire gave Berries a small smile. "I'll have the Sweet Apple Acres cider." he replied. "That's what I need."

"That's one of the strongest ones we have. Hard day at work, sugar?"

"No, no. I'm just not feeling like myself today..." Yorkshire said, letting out another sigh. "Just give me a small mug of it."

"Ok, comin' right up." Still seeing that Llanfair had his muzzle stuck on the menu, she slowly pulled it down and looked at him, smiling sweetly. "Find anything you like, hon?"

Llanfair blushed, seeing a set of lovely eyes before him. "I uh..." He glanced at the menu once more and looked up at Berries again. "Just surprise me." he responded, smiling nervously.

"Sure thing, sweetie. One cider and a surprise coming up." Berries walked back to the counter to make the drinks.

An awkward silence filled the space between Llanfair and Yorkshire. Llanfair saw Yorkshire leaning his face into his legs, feeling that his depression was deepening. He didn't want to ask him what was bothering him before they got their drinks. A few minutes later, Berries presented a small jug of cider to Yorkshire and a glass of a surprise for Llanfair.

"It's a specialty drink I made myself. I call it Drink of a Different Color. It'll make your tongue change colors for about an hour as a bonus, plus it changes flavors. Enjoy, hon."

Llanfair took the glass and playfully smiled at Berries in a flirty way. "Thank you, love. I'm sure I will."

Now it was Berries' turn to blush. Sure, she made playful flirts at a lot of ponies, but it was mostly for tip bait, and the fact that since she was older than the other waitresses, nopony would take her seriously about it. This was the first time she could recall somepony returning the favor. She remained silent for a bit until she left to take care of the other customers.

Yorkshire took a sip of his cider and exhaled with a satisfied smile. "Ahhhhh... nothing like a good cider, eh Llanfair?"

"Hey, check this out!" exclaimed Llanfair as he took a sip of his drink. He stuck out his tongue, showing that it had turned a bright electric blue.

Yorkshire chuckled quietly at Llanfair's colored tongue. "That's pretty neat." he said, taking another sip of his cider. "Now that I'm feeling a little more relaxed... I think I can tell you why I haven't been myself recently..." Yorkshire said.

Llanfair gulped the rest of his drink down, his lips going from purple to orange as he licked them. "So what's up?"

"Okay, but before I tell you, you cannot, I repeat, you 'cannot' tell anypony else about it. You got it?" Yorkshire began to get hostile towards his companion.

Llanfair couldn't tell if it was the cider or if it was just Yorkshire getting cranky again.

"Cross my heart, hope to fly, stick a splintery lance in my eye."

Yorkshire barely smirked towards Llanfair's humorous vow. "Nice. So anyways..." He took a deep breath. "we found a baby changeling in the river by the cottage..."

"You what?!" Llanfair spurted out, getting a few glances from the other ponies in the pub. "Is she crazy?"

Yorkshire groaned quietly. "I wanted to just push the egg further down the river and forget about it, but Fluttershy took it in with Lantana helping out." He leaned his face into his legs and bit his bottom lips.

"How did she find it?"

"Lantana was the one who actually found it first. Before I could tell her not to get her mother, she had already went inside and told her... Now it seems Fluttershy wants to take care of it like we had another baby. Doesn't she realize how dangerous changelings are?"

"Apparently not..." Llanfair replied. "but we do."

"Llanfair, what am I going to do? How am I going to persuade Fluttershy into parting with this thing…?"

Llanfair sighed. "I don't know, my friend..."

Coming from outside of the pub was the sound of terrified cries as if something was causing a chaotic commotion. Everypony in the pub stayed silent to hear the screams.

Yorkshire and Llanfair strapped their swords to their sides and dashed out without hesitating, not before Llanfair placed fifteen bits on the counter plus a tip. Galloping as fast as they could further into Ponyville, they heard loud buzzing in the air like bugs were flying around their ears.

"What's happening?!" Llanfair exclaimed in a bit of panic.

"Only one guess!" Yorkshire replied loudly.

They arrived in the town square, witnessing a small group of five changelings terrorizing the ponies and breaking into the homes. The citizens screamed and panicked, escaping their broken in houses. The adults tried as best they could to protect their children.

Yorkshire pulled out his Element of Kindness blade and charged at one of the insect like ponies who was caught off guard, bashing himself against it as hard as he could, making it crash into a large stack of wooden crates.

The changeling who was thrown onto the crates hissed as it flung itself into the air and landed next to Yorkshire, sporting a few small cuts. "Youuuuuu," said the creature with a snake-like lisp. "Knight... husband of the timid one, yessss?"

Yorkshire fiercely pointed the tip of his sword against the ugly creature's throat.

"What's it to you, pest?!"

The changeling grinned horribly, staring at the blade. "Lucky guess..." In a flash of green light, the monster transformed itself into an exact replica of Fluttershy. She took one look at Yorkshire, then the blade next to her throat, and began to cower in fear, huddled up on the ground in a scared pile of yellow fluff and feathers. "P-please don't hurt me..."

Yorkshire froze in place, realizing that the changeling had tricked him. His anger grew, but couldn't risk exposing himself killing a pony that wasn't in its true form. He kept the sword close to the Fluttershy imposter, but not in contact with its fake skin.

"You're a coward, you vile maggot!" he growled.

At the insult, the changling impersonating Fluttershy got up slowly, moving the blade away carefully, and gave Yorkshire a kiss on the cheek. "Maybe you should seek marriage counseling, then."

Llanfair sliced the wing of a changeling he was fighting off with his blade of Laughter before it could take flight. Although the changeling hissed in agonizing pain, the knight quickly plunged his blade into its side, killing it instantly. He looked over to Yorkshire who was holding his ground against what looked to be his timid wife.

"Yorkshire! Don't just stand there, you idiot! Kill it before it kills you!" Before he could say another word, another changeling swooped down and bashed against him. He was thrown into one of the wooden pillars of the town hall in a loud crash.

The Fluttershy imposter batted her eyelashes at Yorkshire, frowning cutely. "You wouldn't kill me, would you... honey?"

Yorkshire kept his blade up, but couldn't resist backing up slowly.

"Stop it..." he said, feeling a shake in his voice. "You're not my wife... you're just an ugly beast who feeds off ponies' love for their own satisfaction..." As the imposter got closer, he stepped further back.

She came closer, matching Yorkshire's pace as she swished her pink mane around, taunting Yorkshire further. "Come… give us a kissssssss." 'Fluttershy' opened her mouth to reveal a set of sharp fangs, ready to pierce.

Yorkshire closed his eyes tightly, blinding himself for what he was about to do. "YOU'RE NOT MY WIFE!" With a mighty swing of his sword, he felt it severe something thick, and heard a hard splatter and a soft thud on the ground.

The changeling heard the quick slash of a sword, the sensation of something warm trickling down his face, and then everything went black. It fell to the ground, dead in mid-transformation; he died before he could turn his upper body back to normal. His legs were pitch black and insect-like, but the belly and face were forever stuck imitating Fluttershy, her fur matted with blood, her face captured in a permanent mixture of surprise and pain.

Yorkshire panted heavily from that great swing he made. When he opened his eyes, he saw that light left 'Fluttershy's' eyes, leaving the legs exposed as part of the actual changeling. He was struck by an imaginary spear in his heart. He knew it was the changeling he killed, but cannot help but feel great fear that his wife could possibly die in such a brutal way.

"No... I will not let this happen..." He angrily turned towards the last three changelings that continued to terrorize the town and its civilians. He screamed in fury, charging at them with great speed and strong chivalry.

One of the changelings, too slow to respond, was instantly cut in half by Yorkshire's rage. The rest swung up in the air, out of their reach and began to fly back to the Changeling kingdom. As Yorkshire tried to reach them, Llanfair trotted up to Yorkshire, never taking his eyes off the changelings.

"How many scouts does it take to send a message?!" he asked.

"One!" Yorkshire angrily replied.

"Right." Llanfair picked up a sharp shard of glass and, with all his might, threw it at a changeling. The glass shard went flying, sticking cleanly into the insect's back as it fell to the ground about 10 yards away, still alive but in agony. "Let's go interrogate..."

The town had become very quiet after a sudden attack by five changelings. Many of the civilians peeked out of the buildings to see if the coast was clear. They saw no other changelings around, so they slowly crept out, but with caution. They saw desolation in their town, but would be able to repair. They as well noticed three changelings who were killed by more than one blade. They were curious to know who killed them. That was when they noticed Yorkshire and Llanfair walking away from where the fight took place. They decided to follow them but at a distance.

Yorkshire and Llanfair found the changeling that was taken down by a shard of glass from the sky. The impact of the crash fractured two of his legs and damaged his wing. He was also losing many ounces of blood. The changeling sputtered and struggled with the wedge of glass lodged in his chest, penetrating his vital organs.

Llanfair drew his sword and placed it by his neck. "Tell me what you are doing here and I'll ease your passing."

The changeling looked at Llanfair with its insect eyes that were filled with anger and hatred. It didn't notice that everypony else of the town gathered, clamoring with each other, waiting for an answer. It laughed with a raspy sound before it coughed up more blood.

Yorkshire couldn't tolerate the parasite's laughter. Still angered, he gave the changeling a hard stomp on one of its fractured legs.

The changeling roared loudly, coughing up more blood as it wiggled in pain. "P-princessssssss..." was all it could say before darkness came and took it, and it spoke no more.

Everyone was confused of what the changeling had said before it died, raising questions and wanting answers. Llanfair and Yorkshire were confused as well.

"Great... that was all we could get out of that bug..." Yorkshire growled in frustration.

Llanfair angrily kicked at the changeling corpse. "Curse it! That could mean anything!"

From the kick, a strange looking diamond rolled off from the corpse onto the ground. Yorkshire quickly caught it within his eyesight.

"Hey Llanfair! Look at this!" He pointed towards the green diamond next to the body.

The other ponies quickly gathered to see the diamond the two knights were talking about. Voices clamored with each other, making it difficult to hear what they were saying.

However, a silence filled the street when the diamond suddenly lit in bright green. Then a spiral of strange magic formed out of the diamond, making everypony back away. Yorkshire and Llanfair had no reason to fear whatever might appear from the diamond. The spirals then took shape into a tall figure that looked to be Queen Chrysalis. The ponies gasped in fright, making them back off even further. The queen's eyes looked around the area. The ponies and the knights soon realized that they had somehow made contact with Chrysalis herself.

"Don't look at it!" Llanfair grabbed his cloak and threw it over the crystal, shielding the brightness. "We need to take this to Canterlot. It's not safe here."

"That sounds like the plan for now." Yorkshire replied. "Would you be able to take it there yourself? I need to go home and speak with my wife."

"I can handle it." replied Llanfair as he tucked it up securely. "I'm heading straight for the castle." he said in a hushed tone so that others wouldn't hear. "Will you be there shortly?"

"I don't know, but send me a message if the Princess requires my presence. I might have something she needs to know about." Yorkshire moved through the crowd to get back to the cottage. He didn't bother to clean himself up after the fight. Fluttershy had to know what happened.

Shortly after, Yorkshire returned to the cottage. When he opened the door, he saw Fluttershy and Lantana play with Pupa on the floor. The baby giggled as she tried to reach up to Fluttershy's face. Yorkshire stepped forward towards Fluttershy with serious eyes.

"Fluttershy, we need to talk." he said.

"What is it, Yorkshire?" asked Fluttershy as Pupa clung onto her mane playfully.

Yorkshire looked at Pupa with a fearful but assertive look. He turned to Lantana. "Lantana, go upstairs and wait in your room. Your mother and I need to discuss something very important…"

Lantana frowned. "But daddy, I want to play with Pupa more…"

"Now Lantana!" her father yelled.

Lantana stayed completely silent, looking at her father who looked to be in a bad mood. She stepped back, close to tears. She quickly went up the stairs without making a sound from her mouth.

The changeling baby clung to Fluttershy like an oversized hair clip, shivering at Yorkshire's voice. Fluttershy frowned at Yorkshire, upset that he was being so expectantly firm with Lantana. "What's the matter, Yorkshire?"

"Fluttershy, we cannot keep this baby here. She has become too dangerous to have around!" This was the first time Yorkshire had ever been assertive towards his delicate wife. He needed her to listen to reason.

The changeling crawled up to Fluttershy's shoulder, hugging her close.

"Sweetie, I don't think we should even be bonding with this child! She's a changeling!"

Fluttershy held the changeling in her arms, avoiding Yorkshire's gaze. "She is a creature that needs my help."

"This creature is why five adults of her own kind attacked Ponyville! They terrorized the town looking for her!"

Fluttershy's eyes widened in shock. "What?!"

Yorkshire nodded his head. "Now you understand why we can't keep her here. I had told Llanfair about her and he is off to tell Princess Celestia what is going on. It's only a matter of time before she requires our presence."

"Then that's more of a reason to keep her!"

He couldn't believe what he was hearing from her. He never saw such stubbornness in her. "Fluttershy, listen to yourself... do you mean to say that you would rather keep her than let the changelings find her?"

"Pupa's still a baby. Somepony has to present her to the princess if that's what we have to do."

"And we will once she asks us to come to Canterlot."

. . .

Meanwhile inside the throne room of Canterlot, Llanfair reported what had happened in Ponyville to Princess Celestia. He then presented the green crystal that was on one of the slain changelings. The crystal lit the entire room in a gloomy green as a magical image of Queen Chrysalis appeared before the princess. The guards in the room took up arms.

"Princess Celestia..." growled the queen.

Celestia ordered the guard to stand down, knowing Chrysalis was only communicating through the gem. "Seeing Stones, Chrysalis? You've been tampering with some rather dark magic..."

Chrysalis looked as if she had been crying all day. Her angered eyes were red and her cheeks were soaked from tears.

"Enough of your stalling!" she screamed. "You have something of mine, and I want it back!"

"I thought I made it clear the last time that the love from my subjects is not yours to take!" Celestia said.

"No! It's something you have taken from me! Something that means to me very much! And you have the real nerve to steal my precious!" Chrysalis was about to be on the verge of tears once more.

"Precious?" thinking this was some kind of trick, Celestia raised her guard. "What do you mean? And please don't tell me it's a magic ring that can make you invisible..."

"YOU INSOLENT MONSTER! I WANT MY BABY BACK!" The queen lost her final nerve and became furiously enraged by what she believed to be Celestia's jokes.

Celestia recoiled a bit. "Baby?"

"That's right, Miss High and Mighty! I know you have stolen my child to get back at me! You're a thief, Celestia! A THIEF!"

"I am no such thing!"

"LIES! ALL LIES! I'm giving you ten days to give me back my baby, or else I'm going to order my entire swarm to get her back at any means necessary, even if they have to destroy everything in their path!" Chrysalis gave Celestia hateful eyes as more tears ran down her face.

"Chrysalis, I am not lying!"

Before Celestia could say more, Chrysalis' magical image returned back into the green crystal, shattering it into pieces. Celestia was not be able to make contact with the queen.

Llanfair stepped forward to the princess, feeling fear consume his courage. "Your highness, does Chrysalis really believe that we have stolen her baby...?"

Celestia sighed deeply. "I'm not sure, but she did seem to be distressed."

"Princess... I must tell you this; I know where the child is."

Celestia was quiet for a long time before turning to Llanfair. "My quarters... now."